#affectedamygdalae

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@affectedamygdalae

She’d found two familiar names in her contacts, and had made efforts to avoid any sort of contact. It wasn’t worth it when she was still in an odd state of mourning. So for now, Celestia settled for a slow walk, keeping tabs on the faceless people who were most frequently in this area. That, and the eclipses were interesting to watch. 

The sight of a familiar figure that’s about to walk off the sidewalk sends her into a brief flurry of motion. For a moment, she forgets her voice, and rushes forward to catch the other by the elbow, pulling them back. 

“Chihiro-!” 

Oh, she left the formality behind, but, hopefully the other will realize that she’s not trying to harm them. 

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affectedamygdalae replied to your post: [+ | ;] - “I left for like… Two seconds, did...

“No no, no it’s better to just look away…”

[+ | ;] - “Well now you just have my attention! Spill, nerd. What’s goin on?” Nerd is a term of endearment now, right? Well, whatever.

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☆ . “every time i see her, i feel this weird kinda connection. not in the corny romcom kinda way, but like... i dunno. i can’t really explain it. all i know is that i really wanna keep her safe from harm. i... i know what happened to her, he told me. out of everyone in the damn school, the one who deserved it the least was her. i ain’t gonna let somethin’ like that happen again. ‘m gonna protect her for sure! but besides that, ain’t she pretty fuckin’ incredible? all that shit she can do on the computers is mind bogglin’. on top of being insanely cute? no wonder she’s got more fans than i do!”

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@affectedamygdalae​

      ❝ —-Wait, you are good with programming? Aw.. I wish I was good with something! ❞ 

      A soft sigh escape past her lips but still kept that same old bright smiles of her on her face, was it a compliments? To her eyes yes! She wasn’t trying to put herself down with the leak of talent compare to others people ( she was only stating the facts! ) Still, It wasn’t everyday that you’ll end up meeting somebody that was good with programming! All Sayori knew that it wasn’t an easy thing to learn, and she can centrally agree with that statement.

      ❝ There was one time I tried it but I only got confused and lost in it.. I wasn’t all that good on it aha... ❞ A nervous laughter before she sat down beside the female, hands placed on her lap. If there was one thing Sayori wanted to do while being in this place was try making some friends, right?

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                               ☆ @affectedamygdalae ☆

☆ . a familiar face he had spotted once before. one that was only there for a brief moment before it was gone all over again. there was this odd sense of relief that washed over him that he didn’t quite expect to feel before he made his way over to the other. they seemed to be building a small sand castle to themself. 

crouching down to get at eye level, he offered a lopsided smile that could only be described as kuwata-esque. “look what cutie showed up again, huh? this place is a lot nicer, ain’t it?” yeah, he was happy.

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@affectedamygdalae​

There was something familiar about the person in front of him. Hinata Hajime now possessed two sets of memories, the memory of a reserve course student who worshiped Hope’s Peak, and the memory set of the man who helped destroy the academy. Sometimes his mind felt like cool and warm water, mixing, sloshing back and forth as both sides ecame indistinct and he was lukewarm over all. So, as he stared it was hard for him to determine if he remembered this person as Kamakura, or as Hinata. 

Both names were equally him, though it was easier for his friends to call him Hinata now, so he generally went by that. A pair of uneven eyes watched, one red, and one green. “Hey... have we...” if it was anybody who had been a victim of Kamakura, or rather one of his victims then he would probably be on his knees in a few seconds.

Then suddenly, one of his target like eyes widened. He knew who this was after all. Hinata had every talent imaginable technically, but talent and personality were not correlated so that factor did not stop him from being an awkward dork as he suddenly blurted out in the middle of public.

 “Hey, I know you! You’re Chiaki’s parent aren’t you?” 

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☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them .

SEND ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOUR MUSE —

Autumn rain showers are peaceful, despite the downpour that often threatened to ruin her usual attire. So, Celestia had for the most part, learned, and brought along an umbrella. It wasn’t much, a modest black one that did its job at keeping out the rain. Though, it didn’t do much for a windy day like this one, and she was quickly finding herself getting damp.

Chihiro joining her had made it even more difficult, and in an effort to be kind, they were both getting rather damp. Nevertheless, this was Celestia’s living space, and really, they could easily separate ways.

She doesn’t do that, however.

“You might as well come in, Chihiro-san.” She smiles, though it’s the slightest thing. “You have enough times already. I should have something you can change into.”

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@affectedamygdalae continued from ☮

Sometimes he wonders if walking around in this form caused too many problems for others around on the island. Back home he’d travel through the clouds using his super jump, but his power drastically decreased the moment he arrived. Not that he had much to begin with. It was a surprise to him when all he could do was lift heavy objects like a car. Maybe that was a good thing. That would only mean others were restrained to only a fraction of their power too.

He reaches out to gently pat Chihiro’s head out of reflex from the way they were looking at him. This always worked to calm the nerves to his students (unless it was Bakugou) when things got too much for them. Maybe it’ll help them too?

“OH NO NO, I’M NOT STRONG AT ALL. JUST A BIG MAN, HAHA! I’M GLAD YOU’RE NOT HURT THEN. I APOLOGIZE AGAIN FOR BUMPING INTO YOU.”

Chihiro looked very delicate to All Might. As if they were made of glass like a cute porcelain doll. He really does need to be more careful.

“MY NAME IS ALL MIGHT. IT’S NICE TO MEET YOU. I HOPE WE CAN GET ALONG EVEN AFTER I ALMOST TOPPLED YOU OVER...”